Again, on the trax

Squirrelly looking guy with flesh-colored beard and glasses. Looks a little shifty, I immediately suspect meth or something. He unrolls a mess of clear plastic baggies and pulls a homemade looking white capsule out and pops it in his mouth. Some rude little tween asks what he took. "Caffeine." he says, "If I don't take it I get sick and have headaches." the little boy says "oh, that's cool." Squirrelly twitches. "Well, not really, not if you think about what's going to happen to my heart, I mean I'll probably be dead by the time I'm like 50 or something..."